I miss my dad...

[lilshadow]

I am so sorry for your loss. I hope it get's better for you. I lost my father in law last year 3 days before Christmas Dec 22, 2007. My father is losing his battle with lung cancer (he didn't smoke). It will be a matter of week to two weeks. It is the hardest thing I am having to go through.

 

[Mahonri]

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Be grateful that you have this time to express your love and to say good bye.

I know folks that have lost their parents via heart attack or stroke that came on sudden and the loss was immediate. Take advantage of every minute that you can with him.

 

[Chicken Woman]

When i hear some people complaining about there parent being a bother i always tell them to be very careful as they may not be here tomorrow. I would give anything to spend an hour with my Dad and he has been gone 12 years. I still think about him everyday ! Can't wait to see him in heaven !!!

 

[unionwirewoman]

My parents divorced when I was 15....the only real dad I had was my uncle Tom....he taught me how to shoot , work on vehicles , and basically tackle anything life throws at you . He died 6 years ago today...I will always remember it because the day before I left he begged me to stay just one more day...I didn't . He went out the next day....shot a monster buck.....his wife went to track it down , he was supposed to drive the jeep closer . After 30 minutes of waiting my aunt found him in the jeep dead.....massive heart attack . She was finally able to flag down someone who stopped by to call 911 ...but ti was too late . The spot where we spread his ashes....the spot he shot that buck now has a house on it . 50 miles away from town and some idiot with money bought this parcel from the logging company for $1.2 mil....I just get the satisfaction of knowing how pi$$ed he's going to be for someone building a house in his prime hunting land !!

All kidding aside......he was my father...he raised me ...he taught me....and not a day goes by that I don't tear up at the mention of his name .

It will get better....time will slip by where you can remember the good times and laugh .

 

[skeeter]

I'm a tough old he man, but this post is getting me all misty eyed

GOD bless you all

 

[newchickenfamily]

Aww, shoot. Hugs to everyone here!

I lost my Dear Brother (30 years old) almost 2 years ago. I also know the pain that you all feel.

It's so hard sometimes. The first 6 months seemed to be the worst and after that, I could feel the little dark cloud that was constantly overhead s-l-o-w-l-y ease up a bit. The worst is watching my parents suffer with the loss. That still eats me up. I'm getting all misty eyed just thinking about it.

 

[Reinbeau]

I miss my father faily and it's been over eleven years. He died too young, 65, he was just going to retire, he'd built his dream woodworking shop, he was looking at RVs - but he wouldn't deal with what his body was telling him. The raw ache goes away, but the longing and missing of him never leaves.

 

[spook]

There are no words that can console ones loss of a parent(s). We have depended on them for so many years for security, support and love. In my beliefs he is watching over you.
Hang in there, light a candle, think of something funny and write it down in a journal. Its not that the journal is something another will read, but its there for you to read, pass down to your grandchildren so they can have a chance to know your dad.
Being only 3 months it may be to much to do right now, but journal "to him", it helps some people.
Keep working at getting through each day and depend on your friends on BYC to help you out- such a wonderful support group of people. Give yourself a big hug and take care!

 

[HennysMom]

to everyone. Oh my goodness my eyes are so swollen from crying all night long I can barely see the screen. I think I need stock in the Visine company

Its nice to know we're not alone in our trials isnt it? Gosh, some of your stories have brought me to tears this morning again and I didnt think I had any left, but tears in a good way (if thats possible to have good tears in grief) but I think you all know what I mean. Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers - and know that each and every one of you are in mine as well, no matter how long ago it was for your losses, I know it seems like yesterday even though its been years for some.

all over again.

My dad's name was Tom - and he died of lung cancer, He was 69. He was diagnosed out of the blue on 5 July - he died on 30 August, it was very fast. We were there with him when he passed away, although I wasnt expecting to be there when it happened - I guess he had other plans though. My children were beside him as well... we were dropping off pictures that day and went in to give him kisses and talk a while...he decided it was the day to go - with us there - all of us (mom, brother, his sister, and us). Was he waiting for my family to do it? I dont know...but it haunts me in a way that it shouldnt. I didnt want to be there in a way to watch my dad take his last breath, but I was and there must've been a reason - God had other plans. The day before he passed away I got my first tattoo ever (ironically daddy always told us kids "dont any of you ever get any tattoos even though he had one), but Dad and I planned it together a week prior - its a willow tree (boht of our favorite tree) with a little girl (me) sitting at the base of it leaning up against it and in the tree is a banner that says "Daddy". He never got to see it, he never woke up the day I got it, but the day before I got it he woke up for the first time in 3 days and talked to us all. He died the next day, but he knew what it was going to be. I'm glad we planned it together, it will always have such a special meaning to me...I stare at it every day. (and yes, it hurt Dad, just like you said it was going to!

) I just wish I would have a dream of him, something - anything - and I havent - none of us have (mom, bro, sis, or me). It makes it so much worse....breaks my heart.

Unionwirewoman: My FIL died the exact same way - it will be 3 years for him on 10 December, my husband was supposed to go hunting with him that morning and decided not to go as we went out the night before - his dad said "bah, no worries, you 2 never go out, I'm glad you did..I'll see you later son" - 8:00 that morning the phone call that would change his life forever came through - Dad was walking in a field and dropped. He was 61.

I cant see the screen anymore..I hope there arent too many typing errors....

You guys/gals are really something else...thank you for being there and for allowing me to be there for you all too. What a great bunch of people. Its so heartfelt to be able to just talk sometimes.... so from my heart to yours - thank you.

Peace be with us all during our struggles and difficult times and help us to remember our loved ones, because I know they are not truely gone, not forever anyway.

Deb

 

[Rhett&SarahsMom]

((HUGS)) it has been 14 years since my dad passed and still, not a day goes by that I dont think of him. His birthday was the 21st. It gets easier, but you never forget.

edited to add.
He was 57. I was in NC right before Christmas I got a card from him with A LOT of cash in it. He sent it through normal mail I read his handwriten note and immediately called my mom(they were divorced but close) I aske dher if he was alright and shee said "Yes, why?" Two days later she called me to tell me he had had a stroke. It was a "small one" so they sent him home. He made it through most of the spring and early summer and just as my first marriage completely tanked, he had another one. Bigger. So I took a bus home to MA.

I remember seeing him in the bed at the hospital. A shell of the man I knew. Not the Navy SEAL. Not the writer, the story teller. I told him I was home and safe and that I was ok. He died three days later. My x husband had come up for the service and left me the day after we buried my dad at the VA cemetery. (had his ex girlfriend come and get him at my moms house) I didnt get out of bed for a month. I wondered for years. heck I still wonder and feel guilty.. that if I hadnt told him I was "ok" that if I had told him I needed him. That maybe he would have hung on. Tried to recover? I dont know. But that part of my life nearly killed me.

He never got to meet my husband Sean. He never got to see my home. Never got to meet my daughter. And she is so much like him. It hurts. I am crying. I miss him horribly. But it has gotten easier. My mom remarried and her second husband had a pretty strong stroke Easter morning going on 4 years ago now. I wouldnt have wished the recovery on my dad. He would not have been abl to do it. He had MS to deal with also. And his wife at the time(3rd) would not have been there for him like my mmom is there for her dh now. In fact I still have my belief that my dads wife at the time caused both of his strokes. The forst and the second one that killed him. You see. She and her grown kids would flush his blood pressure pills and MS meds down the toilet nearly every month. And from experience I know that if I forget a day of my BP pills I am feeling "it" Hows that for guilt huh?